I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 301

On the grassland.

The elite of 30000 wushuangcheng are marching.

Although the Ming Dynasty swept away the four barbarians, pingwala and Tatars, it was impossible to send troops to garrison all the time because of the vast grassland and poor resources.

Therefore, for no two cities, the current situation is easier to expand.

If there is no world that will control the business road, make the income of wushuangcheng decrease day by day, and gradually sit idle

Therefore, as the four major forces, Wen tianmeng in the East China Sea and the God of war hall in southern Xinjiang, unparalleled cities can compete with their wells and rivers, but the world will be the mortal enemy.

"Now the world will be unstable internally. As long as the tyrant is cut off, the three halls will fall apart!"

"The key is how to force the bully to fight. After all, he is now a martial arts master of the imperial court and colludes with the royal guards. What should he do if he ignores the uncle's challenge?"

Dugu Ming was sitting on the horse with his eyes deep in thought.

There is no doubt that the sword master will win.

However, if the bully is a pure Wulin person, he can't ignore the challenge of the sword Saint unless he is willing to lose his reputation.

But now he has been knighted, he is in power in the court, and he is the leader of the military generals. Even the civil service group has to make use of the Jianghu forces to deal with him. If not, what can Dugu Jiansheng do to him?

"I thought the imperial court was a decoration, but I didn't expect that in less than two years, there was a real trend of monarchy in the world! After the change of civil castle, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is really different. If we go on like this, I'm afraid even we have to look up to his nose, damn it!"

Dugu Ming's eyes twinkled with reluctance, and suddenly a scout came in front: "young city master, stop three people in front, one of them said that he was the shopkeeper of Longmen Inn, please don't kill..."

"Really?"

Dugu Ming saw that he was trusted and had become his personal servant shunzi.

Shunzi immediately said, "if you are really a shopkeeper sunspot, you have excellent skills and can work for the little city Lord!"

"In that case, bring him!"

Dugu Ming nodded.

Although Longmen inn is a black shop, it can be inherited for several generations at the junction of Beiyuan and the western regions. The shopkeepers inside are not ordinary people. No two cities can grow and prosper. They also rely on absorbing all kinds of righteous and capable people. Naturally, they will not refuse.

Not long after, thirty scouts with three men in cloaks came to the army.

Dugu Ming nodded and recognized the shopkeeper of Longmen Inn, but he looked at the other two.

They took off their cloaks. One was a sick looking scribe who looked harmless to humans and animals. The other had a dirty face and slightly lowered his head.

"Young city leader, these two are relatives and friends of villains. They want to beg for food in wushuangcheng."

The shopkeeper sunspot smiled on his frosty face and nodded.

"Take it down!"

Dugu Ming waved his hand. He didn't care about it.

"Wait! Young man, what martial arts are you practicing?"

However, seeing that the three people were about to be brought into the rear of the big army, Shi wuzun, who had the most profound skills and had a long tradition, felt a strange breath, raised his eyebrows and looked at the ordinary young man with shining eyes.

The young man remained silent, but the scribe arched his hand: "master, my childe practices family martial arts, and the breath is a little strange!"

"A little strange? I'm afraid not!"

Shiwu Zun peeped out his examination and suddenly clapped: "let me see it!"

This is the hegemony of the big forces, not to mention that Shi wuzun has no two cities to protect the Dharma and has a high status. No ordinary sect dared to provoke any of the four forces. In the past, even the imperial court was unwilling to be hostile.

Facing the powerful Dharma God's palm, the shopkeeper's sunspot changed color, and the sick scholar's body was about to stop. A misty cloud suddenly appeared around the young man.

"Paiyun palm? No! This breath is far above paiyun palm!"

Shiwu Zun's face was surprised, because his powerful palm was hit in the air, but it was empty and empty.

However, this aroused his fighting spirit. He rose up and pressed his five fingers down. In a moment, the light was bright. Behind him was a statue of Dharma Buddha. Before the mighty palm came, a dull loud noise that could be heard ten miles away burst out.

The shopkeeper's sunspot immediately turned pale and felt countless strong Qi connected together. The huge pressure filled the air and rolled in waves.

This is only the aftereffect. The teenagers in the palm of Dharma God are facing a huge crisis.

"Master, why force each other?"

The boy finally opened his mouth, his voice was low, his body was in the clouds, floating like a mirage, and the phantom dissipated.

Not only that, along with his voice, the clouds on the grassland floated and hung upside down in a funnel shape. While dissolving the palm strength, they turned into countless tiny particles, like hidden weapons scattered by heaven and women, and attacked shiwuzun everywhere.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, they passed more than ten moves.

"What magical martial arts!"

Shi wuzun was shocked.

He is also a first-class expert in the Jianghu. He combines the two great traditions of Shaolin and wushuangcheng. Even a powerful bully has the power to fight a war. In the face of this humble and unknown young man, he can't take it?

Nothing strange.

In the world of low martial arts, Linghu Chong used Dugu's nine swords to defeat the enemies.

Today, in gaowu world, there are the rules of heaven and earth of huntian Baojian. Naturally, it can fight with the weak and create miracles!

It's a long story. As the two fought, the white smoke spread rapidly, covering a hundred feet.

The smoke like clouds and fog isolated the exploration of true Qi. The disciples of unparalleled city only felt that the flower in front of them was trapped in a situation where they could not see or smell. For a moment, they couldn't help being in a mess.

"Good courage!"

Dugu Ming suddenly changed his color. Just before he could do it, he suddenly stretched out two dry fingers in a sedan behind the army.

Hoo!

Without any momentum or change, a touch of sword Qi flew straight to the ground.

Shua!

The white clouds are broken and crisp.

Simple, direct, focused and powerful.

Holy spirit sword! Sword one!

Under the sword, the clouds opened and the sky was bright again. Everyone was very determined.

With this Kendo saint, the sea god needle can carry it even if the sky collapses.

"Hun Tianbao Jian! I didn't expect to see this divine skill of the son of heaven when I was dying!"

When the curtain was lifted, a white haired old man with a square face but exhausted form and spirit floated out and looked at the boy with broken clouds and reappearance: "who are you?"

"He looks a little like..."

Even the swordsman was shocked. Dugu Ming was so angry that he looked at the dirty face of the young man carefully. His eyes suddenly coagulated and an unbelievable idea appeared.

The next moment, he also opened his mouth, and his trembling voice could not suppress his ecstasy:

"Who is your excellency?"